Harvest Time at the Pumpkin Patch

Here are the kids getting ready for a horse ride.

What were you thinking here, Sissy? "I was thinking about drinking some of your coffee."

Bubba is up!

Sissy's first ever horse ride. She galloped. She cantered. She jumped hay bales!

Bubba, so proud of himself. You're a natural, Bubbs.

Zeke (a friend), Bubba, and Sissy. Can't believe I got a picture with all 3 kids looking!

You've grown so much, Bubba!

Here is a lovely photo that my son took of me. Loverly. Just loverly.

Sissy's Shenanigans

Here is Sissy with her newly painted dresser.  She's all dressed up with no where to go...and telling me all about it.

This is crazy behavior. She did not get this kind of crazy behavior from her mother. You might be asking yourself, "Why is she wearing a Christmas Party Dress to her brother's soccer game?" Good question. There are some battles I choose not to fight.

That's a compliment...I think.

Bubba and I were basking in the glow of a great math lesson.

Mom: Which is greater, 5 or 1?

Bubba: 5!

Mom: How many greater?

Bubba: 4!

Etc.

After a few more such examples, we were both laughing, mostly because I was making them really easy.

Mom: Which is cuter? Mom or a Baboon?

Bubba: I think you, Mom. (laughing, eyes sparkling)

Mom: How much cuter?

Bubba: I think...

Pause.

Bubba: 90%

Wow, thanks little man! Here's a picture exemplifying how this kid cracks me up all the time.